DEEP VOID, DARK BLOOD

Previously

…“Echo,” he said, his voice low and steady, a new resolve hardening within him. “Set a course for the Obsidian Nebula. Maintain a passive scan. We’re going to watch.” The ship responded, its engines humming a familiar lullaby. Bodyguard leaned back, his gaze fixed on the starfield ahead. He was no longer just a bodyguard, a hunter, or a soldier. He was a sentinel. A guardian. A lone watcher in the endless night, forever bound to the deep void and the dark blood that flowed through its silent, unforgiving heart. The hunt was over, but the vigil had just begun.